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About Chicago

I’m pissed tho—some dude tried rippin’ me off, actin’ like he’s pimpin’ but he’s just a loudmouth. “Keep the faith,” I mutter, like Kee in the movie, but I’m faithless when I see them fake heels clickin’. Then—bam!—there she is, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she owns the chaos. Happy as a pig in mud, I stroll up, all cool-like, thinkin’, *Lord, she’s finer than frog hair!* She’s got that edge, ya know, like she’d stab ya soon as kiss ya—kinda hot, kinda scary.

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Now lemme say bout the neighborhoods. Down in Eastside, yo, the homies are tight. The locals rock art and beats on every corner. But yo, on West Lane, shit gets wild—graffiti, bomb murals, it’s mad creative. Ever get a massage, then see a dude, go “damn, that's art!”? That’s PHuntingdon life for ya.

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